Picture me rollin’. Or picture me with a baby.

“Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.”  ~Rabindranath Tagore

It’s no secret that I like children and babies. And I’m good with children and babies. They take a liking to me and I am quick to hold a tiny hand. And honestly I’m not sure what it is about me that make the small set so into me. I’m the girl in the grocery line with a pile of Lean Cuisines and there’s always that woman standing in front or behind me with the children that are contorting themselves to take a look at me. Then they smile. Then I die.

I would like children one day. Though I have this endless fear and strings of what-ifs. Most importantly, What if I don’t find anyone – a partner – to do this with? What if I spend the rest of my life living with my cat and spending rainy days on my futon watching terrible reality television? That might happen regardless, of course.

But enough of that! During BlogHer, I knew Heather would be there with her scrumptious baby and so I spent two whole days stalking her. Of course I wanted to see Heather but I really just wanted to hold her baby. Brief digression to say that I have a habit of just wanting to ‘hold your baby’. I used to go to Amy’s house just to hold her babies. Because that’s the kind of friend I am.

Anyway, back to Heather and the stalking. I found Heather, hugs were exchanged and then she said HERE! HOLD THIS! and handed a lovely Annabel to me. That baby? Oh, you guys. That baby is a sweet little chunker of a baby who was fascinated by the giant statement necklace I was sporting. She kept putting her little head into my chin right underneath my nose so I could inhale deeply because nothing like the smell of a baby. Am I right or am I right?

Yvonne snapped this photo of us together with Annie checking out my jewelry and me trying to keep my ovaries from exploding. Lovely, indeed.

.Heather & Annie.

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6 Comments

  1. Posted September 20, 2010 at 11:47 am | Permalink

    Lovely! And you are right…nothing like the smell of a bebbeh! Except maybe the giggle of one…best sound in the world.

  2. kg
    Posted September 20, 2010 at 12:10 pm | Permalink

    Oh my, that picture is all kinds of beautiful! And I can also testify to how much children lurve you. It’s because you are so AWESOME with them, and don’t try to tune them out.

  3. Sarah
    Posted September 20, 2010 at 12:53 pm | Permalink

    just wanted to say how much I love – LOVE – the quote you chose. I’ve never come across it before. (And that picture of you is so lovely…kind of makes me want to find a baby to hold for just a minute. Bliss!)

  4. K
    Posted September 20, 2010 at 11:26 pm | Permalink

    Ummm yes. It sounds like you are describing me…….borrowing babies and children wherever I can get them….and wondering – what if? I try not to go there but that is a gorgeous pic and I feel ya. Pure bliss.

  5. Posted September 21, 2010 at 10:33 pm | Permalink

    See? THIS right here is why you need to come to OKC. I provide Susan with an almost daily baby fix.

    Oh wait. My “baby” is two. Does that still count?

    Her head still smells lovely, but DANG she’s heavy. You might not be able to hold her for very long.

    Hmmmm. Now that I think about it, we might have to get you a Stunt Baby when you come here.

    Yes. I think we’ll arrange for a very light, good smellin’ Stunt Baby.

  6. Posted September 22, 2010 at 2:30 pm | Permalink

    Perfectly delicious. I would love to smell that baby head of hers. Her mom’s head smells just delightful.

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